Риф, или Там, где разбивается счастье

XIII

           

           Nowandthen,astheywalkedandtalked,hefeltathrillofyouthfulwonderatthecoincidenceoftheirviewsandtheirexperiences,atthewaytheirmindsleapttothesamepointinthesameinstant.

           “Theolddelusion,Isuppose,”hesmiledtohimself.“WillNaturenevertireofthetrick?”

           Butheknewitwasmorethanthat.Thereweremomentsintheirtalkwhenhefelt,distinctlyandunmistakably,thesolidgroundoffriendshipunderneaththewhirlingdanceofhissensations.“HowIshouldlikeherifIdidn’tloveher!”hesummeditup,wonderingatthemiracleofsuchaunion.

           InthecourseofthemorningatelegramhadcomefromOwenLeath,announcingthathe,hisgrandmotherandEffiewouldarrivefromDijonthatafternoonatfour.ThestationofthemainlinewaseightortenmilesfromGivre,andAnna,soonafterthree,leftinthemotortomeetthetravellers.

           WhenshehadgoneDarrowstartedforawalk,planningtogetbacklate,inorderthatthereunitedfamilymighthavetheendoftheafternoontothemselves.Heroamedthecountry-sidetilllongafterdark,andthestable-clockofGivrewasstrikingsevenashewalkeduptheavenuetothecourt.

           Inthehall,comingdownthestairs,heencounteredAnna.Herfacewasserene,andhisfirstglanceshowedhimthatOwenhadkepthiswordandthatnoneofherforebodingshadbeenfulfilled.

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